By Zephyria 
“Huh?”
As I stared blankly at his handsome face, barely thinking about how close he had gotten, Do Yun-hyeok, with a slight downward glance, pressed his lips to mine as usual.
Looking at his straight, neatly grown eyelashes, I lowered my own eyelids.
Naturally, I parted my lips and accepted his soft, warm tongue.
‘I haven’t brushed my teeth…’
My thoughts were hazy. But that didn’t matter. The sensation of his warm, soft lips quickly became wet and sticky.
Each time he sucked on my lips, I instinctively clung to Do Yun-hyeok’s arm, as if begging him not to stop. Otherwise, I felt like I might float away in ecstasy.
Slurp, slurp, soft, sticky sounds filled my ears.
It wasn’t as if we hadn’t kissed before, but each time, I was enveloped in a dizzying sensation, like flying on an airplane. I used to think it was a cliché and childish description from romance manga, but I had no other way to explain it.
As he tried to pull away, I instinctively leaned forward, chasing his lips. I felt the curve of our joined lips bend into a semicircle.
Do Yun-hyeok’s lips parted completely, and an involuntary sigh of regret escaped me.
“Ah…”
“Want more?”
His voice was laced with a playful tone. It was a confidence born from knowing I would shake my head.
Normally, I would have ended it there, but perhaps because I was unusually drunk after a long time, my control over the rising pleasure became hazy. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from his lips, so desperate was I for the receding warmth.
After a moment’s hesitation, instead of answering, I leaned in and pressed my lips back to his. I couldn’t tell where such boldness came from. Do Yun-hyeok’s eyes widened in surprise at my uncharacteristic, daring move.
But I had no time to spare for his expression. Suppressing our quickening breaths, we became engrossed in the sensation of our tongues tangling sensually.
So focused were we on the dance of our tongues, swirling and mingling within each other’s mouths, that we didn’t notice the saliva that trickled down my chin.
Unlike his usual self, Do Yun-hyeok didn’t push me away as I became more active. Instead of trying to pull away as he had moments before, he cupped my chin, deepening the angle of our kiss.
I panted like a dog under the relentless, aggressive friction that left no room to breathe. It wasn’t just me who was different from usual.
“Hng…”
Then, his tongue swept across the roof of my mouth. A dizzying sensation made a groan escape me involuntarily. My thoughts didn’t linger.
My drunken mind was a fog. His hands, which had been loosely around my waist, began to caress my hip bones. My heart fluttered with a ticklish rhythm, and I placed my hand over the back of his as it roamed my waist.
“Haa…”
“Hoo…”
Do Yun-hyeok, his hand caught by mine, slowly pulled his lips away. He looked at me with a languid gaze, his eyes cast downwards.
It was as I was catching my breath, staring blankly at his handsome face.
“Tonight…”
His cheeks were flushed red too.
“You’re staying over?”
My mouth felt dry. I pressed my trembling lips together and nodded.
“Yeah.”
“Did you call them? Your parents will worry if you stay out.”
“……”
“Hm?”
“…I actually did, earlier.”
I answered quickly, barely moving my lips.
Perhaps it was unexpected, but Do Yun-hyeok visibly faltered.
“…When?”
“…On the subway.”
“……”
Do Yun-hyeok pressed his lips together. I felt an urge to snap back, uncharacteristically, at his attempt to suppress a smile that seemed to be twitching at the corner of his mouth.
“Why are you laughing? Do I amuse you?”
“No, it’s not that.”
Do Yun-hyeok quickly explained, lowering his eyelids. The calm, neat blush was unfamiliar. My heart pounded at this unfamiliar sight, one I never saw him display.
“I liked that you reached out first.”
“Wh-what?”
My face flushed red at his unexpected words.
So Do Yun-hyeok had wanted to do things too! And he had just gone along with me because I hadn’t shown it. I wasn’t the only one with a dirty mind.
“Are you sure it’s okay?”
Do Yun-hyeok asked again. His low, gentle voice warmed my ears like a candle flame.
“Wh-what?”
“…We can go all the way?”
“Oh? Uh.”
My answer was flustered, but it wasn’t a response I spat out without thinking.
If anything, I wanted to ask him. Did he not intend to go all the way?
Though I didn’t know much, I wasn’t entirely innocent and clueless.
‘Right, I should be the one to take the lead!’
Perhaps it was the alcohol, but my heart felt bold.
Realizing I needed to be more proactive, I wrapped my arms around Do Yun-hyeok’s neck. His body stiffened. For someone who had apparently been holding back his desires, his reaction was surprisingly shy.
A thought arose: couldn’t I be even bolder?
I leaned my upper body to the side. Do Yun-hyeok’s neck muscles were taut with tension.
“Haa…”
Do Yun-hyeok pulled me closer, his hands gripping the back of my head. His hot breath tickled my ear. His hands slowly moved downwards. The touch of his fingers on my thigh jolted me awake.
‘Am I… doing this right?’
My mouth felt parched. I could almost visualize the touch of Do Yun-hyeok’s fingertips through the fabric. It felt like a brand was being seared onto every point of contact.
In the dry atmosphere, my groin was already beginning to swell.
“You’re hard…”
Do Yun-hyeok whispered, as if discovering a surprising fact. My ears, already hot, turned a deeper shade of red. Reflexively, I pushed him away, creating distance.
Looking back at him, I wasn’t in a position to find him strange.
“…You too.”
My voice came out muffled with embarrassment. Do Yun-hyeok was silent for a moment.
Glancing sideways, I saw that he, who I expected to be shamelessly forward as usual, was simply blushing with his lips pressed shut. Instead of finding it amusing, I felt my own heat rise. I could feel it spreading, burning all the way up my neck.
Still, it wasn’t just me who was nervously tense.
Confirming that fact, a strange courage surged within me again. I reached out boldly once more.
But my hand flailed in the air, and my body lurched forward. I had intended to return the favor as he had done to me, but I had underestimated just how drunk I was.
My body, failing to judge distance or maintain balance, tumbled forward. I crashed my face, as if into his groin.
“Ah!”
“Ugh…”
…Shit.
My ears perked up at the low sound that slipped out.
Did Do Yun-hyeok just swear under his breath…?
I turned my head sideways, looking up at him. But Do Yun-hyeok had his head tilted back in a sigh, so I couldn’t see his expression from my angle looking up from below.
His trembling hand gripped my shoulder and pushed me back. Ah, I realized.
Only then did I recognize the awkwardness of my position and scramble to sit up. But then my eyes caught on the bulge in his pants.
“Huh…?”
My thoughts momentarily froze. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
Forgetting to even sit up properly, I stared blankly between his legs. Anyone would be surprised.
‘That… it’s so big?’
My mouth wouldn’t close. I had never seen Do Yun-hyeok’s penis directly before, but I had a general idea of its size from a previous occasion when I had to estimate it. Even so, the silhouette I saw now was beyond my imagination.
As I remained there, forgetting my drunken posture, within breathing distance, the hand gripping my upper arm trembled and quickly helped me sit up fully.
Do Yun-hyeok brushed his hand over his crotch, as if to say ‘don’t look,’ but he couldn’t hide how much tighter the front of his pants had become.
Do Yun-hyeok, covering his mouth, looked at me anxiously. His eyes, usually filled with a sly, relaxed smile, were flushed red today.
“……”
“……”
Against the backdrop of the sensually escalating tension, my lips twitched. My drunken facial muscles let out a puff of air, forming a smile.
It was because seeing the usually straightforward guy blush felt strangely cute.
Then, as if he couldn’t be the only one experiencing this, Do Yun-hyeok pressed down on the front of my pants.
“Hng…!”
The direct stimulation elicited an immediate reaction. I reflexively grabbed his arm.
And my short gasp became a signal.
As if by agreement, we fumbled to pull down each other’s pants. My heart pounded with each fumbled attempt, growing more urgent. It felt like we were doing something illicit.
Swallowing dryly, I pulled down the last damp layer of underwear, and his enormous penis, with its angry outline, sprang out like a released spring.
“……”
“……”
‘Crazy…’
I swallowed a curse at the unrealistically formidable size.
A thick, red mass, as thick as a child’s forearm, throbbed against my wrist like a living creature. It stood almost vertically, so hard it seemed about to burst.